Chapter 278 Half-step Heavenly Chain

Above the vast land, a huge rising sun slowly rose from the place where the sky and the earth were connected, and the orange-red light shone on half of the sky.

It illuminates this desert oasis full of fighting sounds, blood and life.

The hazy orange-red light fell here, as if dyed a thin layer of blood-colored haze.

A strong giant wolf with half a human-tall earthy fur opened its mouth, revealing its pale and sharp wolf teeth. From time to time, drops of fishy saliva fell from its mouth and fell on the soft yellow sand.

With a greedy and cold look, he stared at the Chishui tribe members opposite him.

This is the sand wolf of the Molang tribe. Next to each sand wolf, there is a warrior of the Molang tribe. All the adult tribe members of the Molang tribe will tame a sand wolf as their partner to fight side by side.

The people of the Molang tribe standing beside the sand wolf all had their upper bodies exposed, their lower bodies were wrapped in animal skins, and their exposed chests were outlined with a ferocious ink-colored giant wolf head, roaring with their mouths, their eyes were cold and violent, and they looked particularly frightening.

The leader of the Molang tribe is a thin and weak young man. On the white load, the ink-colored giant wolf tattoo is not like others. His eyes are wide open, but the wolf eyes are slightly closed.

A sand wolf lying quietly beside him, but the height of this sand wolf lying is as flat as other sand wolfs. It can be imagined that if it stands up, it will definitely be much taller than other sand wolfs.

The innocent young man looked at the majestic man facing him in a cold look. He looked fair and fierce, but his eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf.

The young man grinned and reached out to brush his hand across his abdomen. There was a hideous and huge scar. This scar penetrated the left and right of the young man's entire abdomen. Obviously, the injury that had almost cut off the young man in half.

"Gemu, do you know why I want to save the lives of you people and not kill them all?" The young man showed his white teeth and stared at Gemu with fierce eyes, his voice as cold and cold as his eyes.

Gemu straightened his spine, ignoring the severe pain like a tearing back, and forced himself not to look at the corpses all over the ground. In any case, he could not have any weakness in front of the people from the Molang tribe.

"Mohe, my brother was able to cut you into two halves back then, now, that's OK!" Gemu knew in his heart that the reason why the young man from the Molang tribe stopped after killing most of the Chishui tribe was not because he was defeated, but because in order to wait for his brother, Gro came back.

Mo He looked down at the scar on his abdomen, and his eyes flew coldly across the two sides. The countless corpses lying on the yellow sand were among the members of the Chishui tribe, the Molang tribe, and the Sand Wolf tribe.

Finally, he calmly turned his eyes back to Gemu's face, "Haha, Gemu, I would not kill you, nor would I kill the remaining members of the Chishui tribe, because I have to wait for your brother Gro to come back, kill them one by one in front of him, and then let my sand wolf eat them in one bite!"

It seemed that it was responding to Mo He's words that the huge sand wolf who had been lying beside Mo He raised his head, grinning and revealing his white wolf teeth and several drops of fishy saliva.

Gemu held the hand of the stone spear and squeezed the gun body hard. A red meridian appeared on his arm.

It was not until the Molang tribe attacked that they realized that the body refiners who broke through the Molang tribe to the innate realm would be Mohe. If the entire Molang tribe had a grudge against the Chishui tribe, then Mohe was the one who hated the Chishui tribe the most.

There is no other reason.

Mo He's father broke his arm in a battle with the Chishui tribe and turned from a soldier from the Molang tribe to a disabled person.

Later, Mo He, in the battle with Gro, was almost cut off by Gro in half with a knife.

It can be said that the hatred between Mohe and the Chishui tribe is really deep.

"You. Are you not afraid of the blame from the Shadow Clan! You know, Fei Yuan of our clan is the wife of the Liang clan leader of the Shadow Clan!" The head of the Chishui tribe fell to the ground, his right leg had disappeared, and the bright red blood was winding through the yellow sand, his face pale as snow, and he said with some lack of breath.

When talking about Fei Yuan, Mo He showed a strange smile on his face. He actually raised his head and smiled twice, then looked at the head of the Chishui tribe with a sarcastic look in his eyes, "You should ask for help from Fei Yuan, who was once known as the number one beauty of the Chishui tribe, right? How about it? Did she reply to you?"

Looking at the dark faces of the Chishui tribe and responded silently, Mo He looked at the head of the Chishui tribe, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, making the remaining tribe members of the Chishui tribe change their expressions.

"I kindly tell you something about it. Your Feiyuan passed away half a year ago!"

After saying that, Mo He looked at the Chishui tribe members whose face changed drastically and the shock in their eyes, and was incredible. Finally, he looked at the Chishui tribe leader and joked, "What, it seems that you don't know. No one in the Shadow Clan has not notified you. It's right, it's just one of the wives of the Liang clan leader of the Shadow Clan. Without this, there is no one? He will die if he dies."

Looking at the Chishui tribe with satisfaction, the momentum that would rather die than surrender, but was to break the death to the death, gradually collapsed and dissipated, and a strong sadness began to permeate.

The smile on the corner of Mohe's mouth became bigger and bigger. That's it. He just wanted to watch the people from the Chishui tribe and slowly die in despair, just like his father.

When the rising sun in the sky gradually rises into the air, the temperature gradually becomes hot.

Suddenly, a series of sounds of breaking through the air came, and the remaining tribe members of the Chishui tribe, as well as the Molang tribe, all looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a series of fire lights passing by the sand dunes in the distance and rushed towards this place.

The most powerful one in the head was a flame like a little sun. Inside was a strong man two meters tall. Above the man's resolute face, his dark eyebrows were frowning tightly, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Gro.

When Mohe saw the person in the flames, a happy and expectant face appeared on his fair face, and his eyes were filled with madness.

Gemu was happy when he saw his elder brother Gro, but then his face turned gray. Mohe had already broken through to the innate realm, brother

The remaining members of the Chishui tribe saw dozens of flames, Gro, and Sha Heng, and suddenly a deep hope rose in their hearts.

The head of the Chishui tribe lowered his head slightly and showed a bitter smile in the corner where no one saw it. Gro's aura was much stronger than before leaving. It was only half a step away from the innate realm, but after all, it was not innate!

However, half a step away, it seemed like a natural barrier.
Chapter completed!